#nevermind nope not going to think about that any more

[lee-hakhyun]

anyone have any interesting orv-related dreams?

[jellieland]

(Spoilers for. Real life?? I guess???)

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Five figures stand, solemn, at the celestial summit of nowhere. They discuss matters of great import, and observe the fragile gossamer thread that is all that surrounds them, and-

Oh. No, nope, nevermind. They're just arguing again, aren't they.

"-don't know what you expect ME to do about it!" snaps the Red One.

"I don't know, Grian, how about literally anything?" asks the Scarlet Moon, raising an eyebrow.

"I mean, you could at least tell us what's going on out there," says the Ruby Star. "I don't think that's too much to ask, Grian."

"Riiight, like that'll help," says the Bloody Victor, rolling his eyes.

"Oh, for goodness sake, Martyn, do you have to make this difficult every single time?" snaps the Red One. "Anyway, we've got loads of time to work this out. It's only just started, even if it was a bit earlier than I thought it would be," he grumbles, irritated.

"Oh! Look!" calls the Coquelicot Loner, from where he is peering away from their circle at something that would look, to anyone but the five present, entirely indistinguishable from any other patch of the universe. "They must be done! Someone's coming!"

"What?" The Red One frowns. "Don't be ridiculous, Scar, there's no way-"

A brilliant beam of starlight shoots down from the heavens, and tears through their little circle like a formula one car cutting through the middle of a picnic.

It leaves behind...

Huh.

What. What is that.

There is... a. Person? But the proportions are all wrong, nothing this world has ever seen before. The limbs are mismatched, twisted, not quite connected. The movement is... disturbingly smooth, except when it jerks and jumps at seemingly random moments.

Whatever they are, they regain their balance, look around, and... laugh. "Oh, hey guys!" they say. "You know, I really didn't think this counted. But here we are, I guess!"

"Mom?" says the Coquelicot Loner, squinting at her. "Why are you short?"

"Oh my god, Scar, you can't just ask people why they're short," says the Ruby Star, apparently on autopilot.

"Yeah, and, uh, not to be rude, but more like why are you an eldrich horror? But, like, more so than usual?" says the Bloody Victor, backing up and looking rather alarmed.

They raise an eyebrow. "Oh, we're doing this now, are we?" They shake their head. "You know what this is perfectly well. We did another game, and I won. Deeply surprising, I know, but here we are!"

The Scarlet Moon tilts her head. "I mean, not that it's not nice to have you here, I guess, but that seemed real quick for a whole game, Cleo."

"Yes, thank you Pearl," says the Red One, narrowing his eyes. "I quite agree. Just how violent WAS this one that it's already finished? And WHY was I not informed?"

Cleo laughs. "To be honest I don't think anyone expected it to matter. And, I mean, sure it was violent, they always are, but it was all pretty light-hearted to be honest! Not a lot of drama, you know." She looks around, and seems to remember something. "Oh, Scott, I let a zombie kill you at the end! Sorry about that, I didn't realise quite how low you were. It was pretty funny, though."

The Ruby Star blinks, and shrugs. "I mean, fair enough. Hey, that means Divorce Quartet is all here, now!"

The Coquelicot Loner squints. "...Does that make you my stepdad, Scott?"

"No," says Cleo.

"God no," says the Ruby Star. "For, just, so many reasons."

"Yeah, I am not doing that again," says Cleo.

"So... So, hang on," says the Red One. "You're saying, in your game, it was all just. Cool and fine and calm. No pain or blood or sacrifice. No agonising entangled web of alliances. No cold-blooded, cold-hearted backstabbing?"

("Hey!" says the Bloody Victor.)

"I mean there was plenty of blood, technically. And Martyn did sort of try to stab everyone in the back and then run away."

("...Yeah, ok, fine," says the Bloody Victor.)

"But no, not much emotional turmoil, all in all! It was pretty chill, really!" They glance around the circle. "It was nice to see Ren again, too! I think he was off roleplaying with Martyn most of the time, though."

"I'm going to kill you," says the Bloody Victor, despairingly. "How is that fair?!"

"Life isn't fair," says the Scarlet Moon.

"Oh, you-"

"Can you shut up for five minutes," snaps the Red One.

As the bickering continues, the Coquelicot Loner and Ruby Star sidle up to Cleo, avoiding her wavering, eldritch outline.

"So!" says the Coquelicot Loner. "How's dad?"

Cleo gives him a look. "Scar," they say.

He holds up his hands. "Ok, ok! Just asking!"

She shakes her head, not without affection. "Is this really all you do here? Just stand around and irritate each other?"

"No!" says the Coquelicot Loner, seemingly deeply offended.

"Yeah, pretty much," says the Ruby Star.

"Ok well that's stupid," says Cleo.

"Yes," says the Red One, having extricated himself from the continuing altercation between the other two. "This is extremely stupid." He claps his hands, drawing everyone's attention and finally ending the argument, for now. "All in favour of erasing the past few minutes from existence and pretending none this ever happened?"

"Aye," says everyone but Cleo.

"What," says Cleo.

"It means you get to go home and you don't have to stands around in a circle with us lot for the rest of eternity," says the Scarlet Moon.

"Oh. Yeah, definitely do that," says Cleo.

"Wonderful," says the Red One, and clicks his fingers.

...

Five figures stand, solemn, at the celestial summit of nowhere. They discuss matters of great import, and observe the fragile gossamer thread that is all that surrounds them, and-

The Coquelicot Loner speaks. "Well, that was fun, wasn't it! Do you-"

"I thought we just agreed that didn't happen, Scar," snaps the Red One.

Oh, ok. Alright, they're arguing again.

Yeah, we probably don't have to stick around and listen to this any longer, either. I don't expect it's going to change anytime soon.

[1-800-luvmail]

[ read part one w/ price here ! ]

reader who would rather skydive without a parachute than have their self sufficiency questioned vs cod men [ 2 / ? ]

könig assumed that when you invited him to bake with you, it was going to be a cute little activity for the two of you to do. a simple afternoon in your kitchen, making some baked goods to enjoy later.

he could not be more fucking wrong. you bake up a storm, leaving trails of flour, baking soda, sugar and whatever other substances you've used in your wake. you also seem to be eyeballing every single measurement. it's chaos. he's never seen a more disorganized process of making red velvet cupcakes.

the worst part is, könig can't seem to understand why he's even there.

"hey can you pass me th— nevermind, i got it." you say, standing on the tips of your toes to reach a bag of chocolate chips which was just a little too high. he's just a whole 6'10 ft of useless, standing in your kitchen, and getting in the way.

so instead of waiting for instructions, he choses to make himself helpful by attempting to clean as you bake. it works smoothly for the most part. he wipes up any milk you've spilt on the counter, places a batter covered spoon in the sink to be washed later (not before taking a little taste of course... and mess be damned, you're good at baking even if the sample he got was raw), and moves the bowls you don't quite need yet out of the way.

everything is going fine. you're talking to him like this is the most calming activity on earth and he's replying with little hums of acknowledgement and nods as he swiftly tries to get a little more batter from the whisk you've just stopped using.

"hey— no. you're gonna get sick. there's raw egg in there." you chide, just as he's about to sneak a lick. he wonders how you even noticed, considering you seem to be using 110% of your concentration on filling up the cupcake liners with just enough batter for each cupcake to be roughly the same size, which happens to be the only semblance of consistency you've had this entire baking session.

"i'm not going to die because of a little batter." he counters, amused by your concern. he can't help but chuckle.

you snort, rolling your eyes. "famous last words of an impatient man."

eventually, your baking frenzy subsides. the red velvet cupcakes are cooled after being pulled fresh out of the oven, you've made an insanely good homemade cream cheese icing to go on top (which you begrudgingly allow him one taste of. one.), and it's time to decorate. you've piped on most of the icing already, but the unsatisfied stare you give your baked goods allows him to piece together it isn't over yet.

"i think these need sprinkles." you murmur after a moment. your eyes glance around and eventually land on possibly the highest shelf in the kitchen. where the sprinkles just so happen to be. he tries to supress laughter when he sees the disbelief on your face. "motherfu—"

"i will get it." könig interrupts, stepping towards the shelf. you step in front of him, blocking him from getting there, hauling a chair with you.

"nope. won't need to. 'm innovative." he watches you set up the chair and get ready to climb up— only to gently grab your forearm and tug you back.

"famous last words of a stupid person." he scoffs, echoing your words from earlier.

you shoot him an exasperated look as you wriggle out of his grasp.

"c'mon, i do this like, what— all the time? hasn't killed me yet." you say, pointing at the shelf. "it's not that high. i'll just climb up to reach it."

"or you could swallow your pride and allow me to get it."

"and what fun would that be?"

he sighs at your response, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he mutters something to himself. probably in german. not like you could hear. you were too busy staring up at the shelf and getting the chair set up.

on one hand, könig wants to help to prevent you from potentially falling and eating shit, but on the other, he knows you well enough to understand there's no stopping you. so instead, he settles for a compromise.

könig moves the chair out of the way.

"i said, i'm getting it by myself. i kinda need the chair for that." you huff, glancing back at him, only to watch as he lowers himself, arms wrapping around your legs. "hey wh—"

before you can process, you're hoisted up into the air with a startling ease.

"alright," he isn't even trying to hide his smirk as he lifts you up, high enough to reach the shelf, "you can get it."

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Just any genshin or aot girls of your choice watching 50 shades of gray with their s/o

I had this idea and was giggling at the thought of Lisa being like “gives me idea cutie…”😭

(Genshin impact) Lisa, Eula, Jean, Lumine, Yae, Ei, Yelan, Rosaria, and Ayaka, and Shenhe watching Fifty Shades of Grey with their S/O

I feel like I would be in danger considering the characters that are on this post.

NSF-W Implications below the cut!

(Lisa) "Oh my. This is an...interesting movie choice for us tonight, S/O."

S/O had shown Lisa many of these "movies". They ranged from comedic, serious, action-packed, name a genre, S/O would have it!

Though, she didn't predict "smut" to be on their movie library.

Part of her wonders if S/O was trying to tell her something by having this movie on tonight.

(Lisa) "You know, if you wanted to try something exciting in the bedroom, you could have just told me, dear.~"

Lisa teases as her fingers brush across their shoulder, giggling.

Lisa was highly amused by the movie, but can't help but wonder how anyone could've acted those scenes out with a straight face.

Well regardless, it definitely gave her some new ideas.

(Eula) "...What on earth did you put on, S/O?!"

Eula is blushing madly as the movie goes on, eventually just shaking her head and pausing the movie straight up.

She did not mind the selection S/O usually put on during movie nights, but this was too far!

Her heart couldn't take it Eula had far more class than whatever the hell this was!

(Eula) "I refuse to watch something so indecent! S/O, put on a different film at once, lest you incur my wrath!"

This time, she actually means it.

The fact they specifically chose this movie changes Eula's view on S/O on...certain topics.

She tries her best to keep the movie's scenes out of her mind lest she succumb to becoming a flustered mess.

Jean's face is blushing madly, her jaw slightly agape, and eyes wide open.

She could not peel her eyes off the screen, being completely speechless.

Jean does not look S/O in the eyes the entire duration, just remaining dead silent.

(Jean) "..."

It's only after the movie is done that she clears her throat.

(Jean) ahem "T-That...was an odd choice for a movie, tonight S/O."

She does not say a single thing about the movie other than that.

Jean's face is completely red, hoping that S/O wasn't going to say anything about it.

Barbatos help her, the movie is on her mind for at least then next week, even while at work.

Her flustered state gets worse when she envisions-

NOPE. DON'T THINK ABOUT IT.

(Jean) frustrated sigh

(Lumine) "...I think I would've liked an action movie better."

Lumine can't help but be a little flustered while watching the movie.

Especially with S/O sitting next to her as it goes on.

But it was made worse as Paimon was just sitting there, eating the popcorn.

(Paimon) "Uh...Paimon doesn't understand what's happening here. Why is she tied up?"

(Lumine) "Paimon, go get us some more popcorn. Now."

Paimon happily agrees to get more food as she shovels the remaining bucket into her mouth, leaving them alone.

Lumine crosses her arms and frowns at S/O.

(Lumine) "If you're trying to tell me something with this, I don't find it funny."

She would be taken more serious had her blush not completely overtaken her face.

(Yae) "Oh, they turned that book you lent me into a theatre production? How risque."

Yae is highly amused by watching the scenes she read acted out.

She also notices how many differences there were between the film and novels.

(Yae) "Hm. They do not pounce on each other nearly as much as they did in the text. I do not know if I am disappointed or relieved..."

Nitpicking aside, she enjoys the experience of watching the movie and comparing the book.

(Yae) "I wonder how this would do if I were to publish this in house. Would many people read it, or would it be forgotten?"

She shrugs and looks back at S/O, a dangerous glint in her eye.

(Yae) "Nevermind that. Is there a particular reason you wanted to show me this, little one? I doubt it was solely because you wanted to see my reaction."

She laughs upon seeing S/O's face, her hand covering her mouth.

Confusion, thy name is Ei.

There were so many questions she had throughout the movie, especially when it came to the spicier scenes.

(Ei) "Ana is getting tied up, is she about to be interroga-...Oh. They are naked. What exactly is happening to her?"

She just blinks in curiosity throughout the entire movie, her attitude barely shifting.

Ei feels like she has even more questions about what humans do in their off time than ever before.

(Ei) "Is this based off a true story? I do not feel like this is entirely healthy for humans to have. Unless we are the outlier?"

She doesn't really know what to think of the movie, honestly.

(Yelan) "Well, this is as subtle as Ningguang throwing the Jade Palace at whatever's inconveniencing her that day."

Honestly? Yelan finds the movie pretty entertaining.

Beats just doing nothing with her night.

But she can't help but wonder the implications of S/O choosing this movie of all things to watch.

Especially considering her Vision's powers.

Yelan had never really thought about using her strings that way before.

(Yelan) "I hope you're not planning on asking me to try everything we saw, S/O. I have more class than that. And I certainly hope you have higher standards than her."

Rosaria has a slight smirk the entire movie duration, not really commenting on anything aloud.

Not until the movie is finished that she speaks up.

(Rosaria) "I feel like I need a bath after watching that."

She leans back into the sofa, looking at S/O with an eyebrow raised.

(Rosaria) "Not that I hated watching it, but why exactly did you wanna show me this movie? I know you got your kinks, but I didn't think you were that freaky."

Rosaria chuckles as she simply moves to find another movie.

(Rosaria) "Not judging. Just surprised is all."

Ayaka didn't really know what to expect hearing the name.

But as the film progressed, her face scrunched up and cheeks heated faster than anything in her life had done.

The moment the first spicy scene hits, she's already sweating profusely as she turns to S/O, trying to ignore the sounds.

(Ayaka) "S-S/O! Could we change the movie?...Please?!"

She would literally watch anything other than this. Even the horror movies!

Ayaka was already embarrassed in the bedroom, there was no need to have it presented to her in such...such a degenerate form!

(Ayaka) "I would thank you if we were to not watch those kinds of movies S/O. Not that I am ungrateful for us spending time together but...But why that?!"

Shenhe's face barely moves the entire movie.

Her monotone voice simply speaks up during certain scenes like:

(Shenhe) "We do not do that when you are on top of me."

Or:

(Shenhe) "Is that how you're supposed to do it? What you do to me is very different."

Shenhe doesn't even blink at any of the more spicy scenes.

Shenhe unintentionally guts the eroticism out of the entire movie, watching it as if it was some kind of guide on how romance should be done.

Regardless, it's something Shenhe doesn't approve of, at all.

(Shenhe) "That did not look enjoyable. Thank you for treating me well, S/O. May we watch another movie?"

Shenhe puts on something that she can understand far better, and was far more enjoyable.

She doesn't even really think about Fifty Shades of Grey. For her, it was a movie, and that was about the extent of it.

[cevansbrat0007]

Jiggly

Summary: You find yourself feeling a little self-conscious after it becomes clear you've gained a little weight.

Warnings: Insecure Reader, Ari Being A Menace, Discussions of Body Image, Mentions of Disordered Eating, Smut (Heavily Implied), Oral Sex (Fem Rec Implied), Light Spanking, Cursing, Clothed Male Nude Female (CMNF), Talk of Potentially Abusive Exes, Brief Discussion of Murder, Pet Names, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Dedicated to @curls-and-eyeliner and @dc41896. This story will more than likely take place in my upcoming Sweet Renegades Series. Not beta'd. All mistakes are my own. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated. Thanks for reading!

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“Lemme see.” 

“Seriously, Ari?” You mumble, throwing your arms over your face. “Ari–no!” Your man’s eagerness has you almost immediately second guessing yourself as you hastily go back to protecting your middle. 

“Why not?” Your man purrs, nuzzling the fabric of your threadbare flannel shirt with the tip of his nose. It was your favorite thing to wear when you felt like this. Not because it was exceptionally cute, but because it was comfortable.

Nevermind the fact that it had once belonged to Ari. And that you usually only wore it when he was away on a job and you were missing him.   

“I just wanna see what all this fuss is about, Bird.”

“I already told you.” The words are spoken in a huff. After a brief debate, you decide to take advantage of the element of surprise and flip your positions so that you’re straddling him. “I’m feeling a little jiggly.”  

“Right, you’re…jiggly.” A small snort slips from his mouth before he can compose himself. “I heard what you said the first three times you said it. Didn’t make a lick of sense then and it doesn’t make any now.” 

Annoying bastard. Not everyone could walk around all day sporting washboard abs. Especially not a girl like you whose passion for baking was almost as big as her passion for books.

“Oh, shut up.” You grunt, rolling your eyes as you go to pin his hands above his head. 

“I’m just pointing out that my ears are working fine.” He picks that moment to buck his hips, almost knocking you off your perch. Somehow you manage to steady yourself, but it’s absolutely easier said than done.

“Hold still, Levinson!”

“Looks to me like you’re the one doing all the moving.” Ari’s hearty chuckle has you redoubling your efforts to hold him hostage. “Although, I can’t say I’m complaining.” He purrs, his lidded gaze straying to your now-heaving chest. “But I really think our next move should be gettin’ you outta that shirt.”

Fat chance of that one, pal. The last thing you wanted was to be naked in front of him right now. Sunlight wasn't known for being slimming.

“Nope.” 

“I vote yes.” Ari twists his big body, jerking against your hold. “And while you’re at it you can lose the shorts too, along with the panties.” 

“But I’m not wearing any.” The words tumble out faster than you can stop them. It’s enough to have you mentally slapping yourself in the face.

“Even better.” The feral gleam in his eyes sends sparks shooting straight to your core. “I’m a simple man, baby. And giving me easy access to that sweet pussy is the quickest way to my heart.” 

You roll your eyes so hard it’s a surprise that you don’t lose them. As it was, your flimsy shorts were already riding up your ass in a way that was kind of uncomfortable. Mostly because your man wouldn’t stay still.

“Bird, what have I told you about rolling your eyes at me?” The soft, silky timbre of his voice has alarm bells sounding in your head.

“Um…” Now, that one has you at a loss. And not because you didn’t know the answer to his question.

In the past, Ari had explicitly warned you not to do it. Not unless you wanted him to give you a few reasons to keep ‘em rolling. Specifically in the form of his thick, hard cock. Because while your man was usually more than willing to put up with quite a bit of sass from you...

There was just something about rolling your eyes that pissed him off. In fact, the last time you’d done it you’d found yourself bent over the couch with a sore ass and him balls deep inside you.

Granted you’d also been in the middle of a fight, but that was neither here nor there. 

“Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?” 

“Bite me.” You snap, your mouth once again moving faster than your brain. Fuck, you needed to get a handle on that.  

Ari has you on your back in a flash. He looms over you, careful not to give you his full weight. It went without saying that you were well on your way to getting yourself in trouble with your man.

Him and stupid rules about maintaining proper eye eye contact and refusing to tolerate your brand of self-deprecating talk. He always maintained that if he ever found himself wanting one of those rail-thin Hollywood types over you, he’d go see about getting his head checked out. 

To him you were gorgeous. Not because of or in spite of your curves. But because you were you. 

“Where’s all this sass coming from?” Ari asks, shaking his head as his nimble fingers begin the work of unfastening your flannel. “It can’t all be because you’re feeling squishy.”

“Jiggly.” You correct him gently, your heart speeding up as he slowly unfastens one button, and then another. 

“My mistake, Duchess.” And there was his other nickname for you; the one you’d earned yourself during your very first meeting. “I just don’t like seeing my girl upset – especially not when she’s been walking around my place all day looking good enough to eat.”

Soon you’re down another button, but you hardly notice this time. You’re too busy getting lost in his sparkling blue eyes.

Only a few more to go. Frankly, the only reason Ari hadn’t ripped the damn thing was because he knew just attached you were to it. And he didn’t want to risk upsetting you further.    

“I’m sorry.” You try, catching your bottom lip between your teeth. While your boyfriend doesn’t say anything, the apology does manage to earn you a kiss. Even though it’s nothing more than a faint brush of his mouth over yours. 

“Swear to God, baby.” Ari hums as he resumes the delicate task of divesting you of your clothes. “If I ever meet the man responsible for planting all those ugly thoughts in the beautiful mind of yours…” Once all the buttons are finally undone, he parts the edges of the worn fabric, exposing your bare breasts.

“Ari…”

“I’ll fucking kill him.” His dark gaze locks with yours, making it clear that he’s not joking.   

“Beast…” A shiver courses through you, the cool air making your nipples pebble. “This has nothing to do with him. My clothes have been feeling a little snug lately, but then I stepped on the scale this morning and it confirmed everything. I’ve probably just been eating too much.”

“Bullshit. I’ve seen how much you eat.” The tick in his bearded jaw has you glad your ex no longer lived in the same county as you. “Some days it’s still nowhere near enough. Might as well be a bunch of birdseed. And since when do I even own a fucking scale?” 

Since you’d relocated it from your house to his. But your man doesn’t even give you time to respond. He’s already decided on its new home.

“It’s going in the trash, Bird.” Ari growls, his tone dripping with authority. 

“But I need –”

“What you need to do is not worry about counting every single calorie in every tiny bite of food you put in your mouth all the damn time.” His big hands go to frame your face as he forces himself to take a calming breath. “Because I remember what it was like back then, when you were too nervous to even eat in front of me.” 

Shit. You did too. You’d been so worried that he’d make some remark about how much food you were putting in your mouth or on your plate that you’d done your damndest to avoid eating in front of him altogether.  

“And I will not let us go back to that place, baby. I just won’t.” Ari’s head dips once more – this time his tongue sweeping past your lips to tenderly dance with your own as he pours every ounce of love he can into the kiss. He groans when he finally feels you relax beneath him, almost as if he’s savoring your submission. “You have my fucking word.” He murmurs once he finally lets you up for air.   

“I think that maybe I just need to eat more salads.” You tell him as your toes begin to curl. At the same time, a delicious warmth pools in your belly as your man begin’s trailing soft, open-mouthed kisses down your body. Your fingers sink into his chestnut tresses, lightly ruffling the strands.   

“Eat whatever the fuck you want.” Comes his swift rebuttal, his sharp teeth grazing over your pouting nipple.

“Bu–but…then my clothes might not fit.” A hiss of breath escapes as his kisses continue to move further south. “Like, at all.”

“Then we’ll just have to buy you some more goddamned clothes then, won’t we?” Ari snarls before pausing his hedonistic assault to glare up at you. When you don’t respond immediately, one of his hands finds your chin – gripping it with just enough force to let you know he means business. 

Your man was also the type who liked to hear an answer when he asked a question. And that wasn’t something that only applied to you. It was true for everyone. He didn’t talk just to hear himself speak.

“Yes, Sir.” To be fair, it was hard to argue with your boyfriend’s logic. And if he wanted to spend his hard-earned money he’d made off of chasing bad guys, then perhaps you’d ought to let him. 

The last thing you needed was him off pouting in the corner somewhere. He was a sizable enough menace already. He didn’t need the extra help.

“Thank you.” He grumbles, shifting his attention to what’s left of your clothes. Namely, your shorts. The ones Ari wasn’t too keen on you wearing out of the house on account of the fact that they barely covered your ass. Shaking his head, he eases the thin material down your thighs before tossing them over his shoulder. 

Now you were well and truly naked – completely at the mercy of your still fully-clothed Beast.

“Show me what’s mine, please.” Ari rasps, nudging your thighs apart. In the mood to obey, you let them fall open, putting your glistening cunt on  display. “There’s a good girl.” His fingers reach out to brush over your sensitive folds, making you whimper. 

Feeling brave, your hand shoots out to wrap around his thick wrist. “Wait. I was thinking I’d like to, um…makeup for upsetting you a little bit ago.”

“Really, Bird? You wanna make it up to me?” He maneuvers himself on the bed so that he can help you sit up. Nodding, you move to reach for him – intending to remove his t-shirt. Only to be surprised when Ari stops you. 

“But I want it off.” You whine, poking out your lower lip. “You’re not playing fair.”

“That’s because we’re not playing. If you wanna make it up to me then you’re just gonna have to do what I say.” He smooths a thumb across the wrinkles in your brow. “You can suck me off later. After you’ve fed me.”

“Huh?”

“You heard me.” Grinning, Ari goes to lie flat on his back, his muscled arms coming to rest behind his head. “Now bring your sweet ass over here and sit on my face.” He pats his chest for good measure, licking his lips in anticipation. “And I mean all the way down.”

“But what if I –” Your stream of consciousness is interrupted by Ari tugging you forward. He grips your thighs, his slightly calloused palms tenderly kneading your flesh as he urges you up his body in the direction of his waiting mouth. 

This position always makes you nervous – regardless of whether or not you’d had to jump into your jeans that morning. 

“You just let me worry about all those pesky what-ifs.” Your man grunts, letting it be known that the only way to satisfy him right now is to submit. He spanks your ass when you hover too long above his face. “The only thing you need to be concerned about is how I’m gonna redden that ass if you don’t do as you’re told and sit all the way down.”

You feel your face flush as your empty walls clench. Your body was feeling more than a little needy. You were craving your man's cock like the drug that it was. But before you got what you wanted, you'd have to make a couple of concessions first.

Starting with this one...       

“I mean it, Bird.” He growls, delivering a sharp smack. “All the way down, please. I’m not worried about being able to breathe.” You jump when you receive another smack for your trouble. “Besides, if it’s my time to go…then I’d much rather go out with the taste of you on my tongue.” 

"Now let's see just how many you can give me."

END

[dotster001]

im not certain if you're taking requests or if you even write crowley so if you don't, please ignore this and have a lovely day :)

reader who has a crush on crowley and shows this by stealing his coat and top hat at any oppertunity, because thievery is my love language and also his coat looks really nice and comfy.

Crow(ley) Brain

A/N: I really liked how this came out. Hope it was what you were looking for 😁

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CW:It's in my pinned post, and I've mentioned this in a couple posts, but if this is the first of my stuff you've read, I view NRC as an actual college, so reader here is 18+. If it makes you more comfy, imagine it as grad school age.

Present Day

Dire was getting ready for his work as headmaster, but he couldn't find his mask. He'd taken it off the night before so that he could turn your cuddle session into a full on makeout session. He could have sworn it was on the side table, but it was just…gone. 

"You haven't seen my mask, have you?" He asked as he started lifting up blankets and pillows and his various shiny things he kept on the floor.

"No," you said simply.

He turned back around, and you were fully dressed in his hat, mask, and coat, the coat hanging haphazardly off your shoulders.

"You're certain you haven't seen my mask?" he said with a smirk.

"Nope."

He walked up to you, lifting the mask slightly off your face so that he could kiss the tip of your nose.

"Well, you know, if I don't have my stuff, I can't go to work, and you can't go to class, cause I'll be lonely."

You gave the fakest gasp he's ever heard. "Oh no!"

He sighed.

"I can be generous with my lover. Five more minutes together, then you'll give me back my stuff."

You pouted. "25 minutes."

"Deal."

He really should not even bother looking anymore. Long before you'd started dating, you'd shown your hand. He just could forget all about it when you smiled at him so innocently.

6 months prior…

"Listen, prefect, the rest of the boys and I are starting to get suspicious," Ace whispered as you cycled through your keys. You'd bought a lot off of Sam, so you couldn't be sure which one was the one you were looking for.

"About what?"

"Well, you said that we were doing this to prank Crowley, but we aren't sure if that's true."

"Huh?"

"Look, the rest will never say it to your face, but you spend far too much time hanging out with the headmage for it to be a normal thing."

"I'm not following your logic."

Ace exhaled heavily. "Well, some of the guys think, not necessarily me, but some of them, think that-"

"YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH THE HEADMAGE, HENCHHUMAN!" a gray blob shouted as it rammed into you, making you drop all the keys and lose your place.

"Sevens! Grim! You're supposed to keep watching at the end of the hall!"

"You don't need six people guarding a set of stairs and a hallway that doesn't spawn more than 40 feet," Grim folded his arms with a harrumph.

By sheer luck, you found the key you needed on the first try, and opened the headmage's office.

"What makes you think I'm in love with the headmage?" you asked with a scowl. "Nevermind, just watch the door. We'll discuss your idiocy later."

You stomped into the room, Grim right behind you.

"Grim! I said-"

"Ace can watch the door just fine! You can't avoid this conversation! Even Jack and Deuce are suspicious, and they don't notice anything!"

You glared, before digging through Crowley's desk, looking for something, anything, to take.

"That doesn't make any sense. If I loved Crowley, why would I rob him?"

"Perhaps to get his attention," the devil in question boomed directly behind you. Both you and Grim froze, and you stared at the open door.

"Ace!" You whined.

He peeked in, saw Crowley, and grimaced, before giving a half hearted,

"Um, caw caw…."

"Too late, Ace!" You snapped.

"He didn't come through the door!" He snapped back.

"Correct. In my geniusness, I laid a trap for you!"

You pouted. Sam must have sold you out. Your crew was stupid, but they were rock solid.

You turned to Crowley, putting your most innocent grin on.

"What can I do for you, headmage?"

"I'd like my things back, my darling crow," he hummed.

"Things?" Sweet, innocent, give him nothing to work with.

"You got sloppy, darling," he smirked, hooking a clawed finger under the chain you were wearing, revealing your gold pendant.

Or, more accurately, his gold pendant.

"I'll admit, you had me fooled for a while, but even the dimmest will notice if you literally flaunt your stolen trinkets. Although," he paused, tilting his head to the side, "it does suit you." He hummed for a moment, then, "Keep it."

"Huh?"

"I want you to keep it." He seemed to remember Ace and Grim were there, and he gave a cough.

"You two. I have the mastermind. Get out of here before I change my mind."

Ace and Grim sprinted away without a glance back. Cowards.

You pouted, until you felt the claw from earlier tilting your chin up.

"What am I going to do with you, prefect?" He muttered, and in a way that you felt like you weren't actually meant to hear.

"I suppose all I can do is give you the attention you seem to crave." His smile would light up your world anyway.

4 months prior….

But it wasn't about attention. Which is why, even though you were Crowley's partner of two months, you still stole his stuff.

But today? Today was your masterpiece! You'd somehow managed to steal his cloak. You felt bad as hell.

And, since you two were dating, you were going to get away with it! Everyone assumes it was a sweet gesture, intended to keep a cold partner warm, or a possessive gesture, intended to show everyone who you belonged to. Either way? No one questioned you.

No one but the man himself, who had snuck up behind you in the courtyard and placed both his hands on your shoulders.

"Morning, my radiant prefect," he hummed, clearly grinning at how stiff you'd gotten. "I thought we had fixed our little thieving issue. Have you felt I've been neglecting you?" He nuzzled into your neck, pressing a ticklish kiss there.

"Nope. Just wanted to take it," you answered. You decided that honesty was what would make this relationship work.

"Oh? Any reason?" He asked, gently attempting to take it off your shoulders, while you sidestepped. To an outsider, it would look like two lovers doing a dance, not a headmage trying to steal his coat back.

"If I told you, it would spoil the fun of the mystery for you!" You sang as you expertly freed yourself and skipped away.

2 months prior…

"You're dating the man. Literally, you want his hat, ask for it!" Sebek growled. 

Ace was no longer your lookout when robbing your boyfriend. And Jack's new job was distracting Grim. You'd learned your lesson.

And you were thinking you were learning a new one. Sebek was too loud to be a lookout. You'd have to promote Epel or Deuce next round.

"It's not as exciting like that!" You growled, using the key you'd stolen to unlock his room.

"I don't understand! It seems foolish!"

"I agree." Crowley was always a step ahead of you these days. It was infuriating.

"I am more than happy to just give you my hat," he said, plopping his hat on your head. "In fact, I love taking every opportunity to show your admirers that you are mine!"

Sebek raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

You pouted. "It's not about that."

"Then what is it about?" He gave a booming laugh, pushing his hat over your eyes.

"How do I phrase this," you muttered, giggling as you pulled the hat back up. "You know how when you see something shiny, you can't resist the urge to take it?"

"And you feel like that about my stuff?"

"Sort of," you groaned in frustration, then perked back up, an idea in your head. "Okay, you know how when you see something cute, you just are filled with such joy that you want to squeeze it until it pops? Well, I see you, and I'm filled with so many emotions, and so much joy, that I just want to take your stuff and giggle!"

"That," Crowley breathed heavily, "is the sweetest thing I've ever heard!" He started sobbing, scooping you into his arms and holding you there, his hat falling to the ground.

"I shall, uh, take my leave," Sebek said with a cough as your boyfriend clung to you.

Present day…

"Twenty five minutes up," Crowley groaned. "Now be good, and give me my stuff back."

You pouted, but slowly removed the hat, mask, and cloak, handing them back with a growl.

He laughed lightly. "I know, dearest, but I need them for work. You'll have a chance to take them again tomorrow."

He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, then your nose, then a long kiss to your lips.

"I hope I get to see you today."

"Me too," you whispered. Crowley left with a grin.

When you were certain he was gone, you put on your new ring. Or more accurately.

His old ring.

[rikiws]

꩜ sweet nothings. (literally)

non-idol!riki x gn!reader ┆ mutual (and very oblivious) pining [fluff] .ᐟ feat. eunchae of lsrfm and danielle of nwjns!!!

꩜ When you find a pack of your favourite gummies on your desk and a sticky-note with a little heart on it, relentless teasing from your friends is probably about to be the end of you. But a certain someone seems to be making it much, much worse.

. . . under the cut ⊹ (0.5k - words)

"These reminded me of you, I hope you like them Ps: I think you're really cute :) Love, ᰔ" A heart. They put a heart too. And you have no idea who it even is.

Standing at the corner of your desk, your eyes transfixed and re-reading the small blue post-it-note stuck to your table, and right beside was a small packet of your favourite gummies. The person even went through the trouble to get your favourite flavour: strawberry. You had a pack of those nearly every day, for sustenance, quick energy, moral support, it was pretty multipurpose. But the fact that this time it wasn't you who bought them, but someone else- a someone else that you specifically didn't even know, that was crazy.

Safe to say, you were so caught up in your own thoughts, you failed to notice your two friends frantically waving their hands right in your face.

"Earth to Y/N? You've been standing there for like 5- OHMYGOSHWHATISTHATDOYOUHAVEANADMIRER?!"

"Eunchae, you're lucky I could understand that." Danielle spoke up, and the two almost immediately started bickering. Thank god you didn't have to explain yourself anymore- nope. Nevermind. They went right back to staring at you, and they looked pretty expectant.

"Listen, I have no idea who it is-" "Ooo~ it's a mystery guy huh?" "It's not like that-" "Yes the hell it is?" You didn't bother to respond. Your friends were beyond help: giggling and pointing at you like 7th graders. You were just about ready to start fighting them 2-on-1 until you heard a voice that most definitely did not belong to any of the three of you. "What happened?"

You turned yourself around and Oh good god. It was Nishimura Riki. The giggles only grew louder behind you once your friends noticed too, and you could feel your cheeks grow warm all of a sudden. God was he cute, and he's in front of you right now, like talking to you, he even asked you a question! Wait- he asked you a question. "Well, er-" "Y/N over here got some sweets from her secret admirer~" "God, they even picked out Y/N's favourite flavour! It's 'kinda thoughtful" Your friends spoke over your stammering, going on-and-on about how cute the gesture was. How the admirer must be such a cute guy. In all honesty, you agreed too. It was really cute. Something you failed to notice however, was the sudden nervousness in Riki's demeanour. His hand bashfully went up to the back of his neck, and he blurted out, "Oh It's nothing, really. I just walked by the store and-" The four of you went quiet. Riki stopped, you could see the gears turn in his head until he realised what he just said. And you could most definitely hear the sirens blaring in his head when his eyes suddenly widened. "Oh no... I left my homework in...the...bathroom. I'll see you guys later! Bye Y/N!" Riki disappeared nearly as quickly as he appeared, and you swore your cheeks were on fire or something now. You stood there in silence, eyes now glued to the door the boy had just sprinted out of. Quietly, a voice, nearly a whisper sounded from behind you: Danielle's. "Oh wow..." You couldn't have said it any better.

A/N : please ignore how I added extra stuff, I literally pulled out this blurb in like 30 minutes and am way too indecisive to just leave it be (҂◡_◡)

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[kittievampire]

So long/odd request but hear me out

Mc and Lucifer are in a sugar-rotting relationship and brothers and undatebles react

Lucifer spoils Mc so much like…mammon gets in trouble he gets hung from the ceiling Mc does the same thing they get away scot-free Satan has been begging for a cat for eons nope! but Mc wants one of course. He gets them tons of expensive gifts and if Mc ever wants something they only have to bat their eyes at him. It's not like Mc is using him though they dot on him a bunch too. And whenever they get in a fight loud moans are followed within a few minutes (if you know what I mean) but feel free to ignore 💙

I was in the middle of class when I read this and I was WHEEZING

I am a firm believer in Lucifer spoiling the MC rotten and leaving his brothers to fend for them damn selves but denying any sort of favoritism

I only did the brothers this time, I hope that's okay 😭😭😭

Sorry this took so fooking long to make 🥲

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Warnings: Very suggestive, jealous bros lmao L

Enjoy.

You and Lucifer had been dating for a few months now. Though, one would think you'd just gotten together with the way the two of you treated eachother. Or maybe that you were newlyweds in your honeymoon phase.

Lucifer treated you like a goddess. There was constant praise and worship, he'd drop everything if you asked, and he'd spoil you rotten with his love. You would return the favor, of course. Every now and then you'd surprise him with a new cursed vinyl, which he'd listen to all night if not spending it with you.

However, the brothers believe that you're getting totally unfair treatment.

Mammon

Baby boy was spending a lot more money than usual

He was playing a new gambling game he'd downloaded on his D.D.D.

When Lucifer got home, he immediately scolded the second-born for a solid 45 minutes

He announced that Mammon was on "lock-down" and wasn't allowed to ask anything of anyone, nor was he allowed to spend money

He was hung from the ceiling

And Goldie was taken away, too

Mammon was pissed the fuck off

So, when he noticed you were spending a lot more money, he did tease you for being greedy

"Oi, human, ain't splurgin' on shopping supposed to be mine and Asmo's thing? Lucifer's gonna be on yer ass if ya spend too much. Just be careful."

He says this and is genuinely a little worried that he'd see you hung from the ceiling as well

Lucifer confronts you about it in front of Mammon

"My Love, may I know why you've been spending so much grimm recently?"

First off, Mammon didn't like how he started that

How come you got that sweet conversation starter?

What he got was, "Mammon, what have you been wasting your money on this time?!"

Though, he still suspected it'd go downhill, and that he'd need to jump in to protect you at some point

"Oh, just some things... I can't tell you what they are, but I promise this is a rare occasion, Luci." You said, gifting him a kiss on his cheek

Lucifer smiled at you. "Alright, as long as you're being responsible, I trust you."

...

WHAT?!

"WHAT?!" Mammon shouted, earning a slight jolt from you and a look of annoyance from Lucifer

"What, Mammon?"

The Avatar of Greed froze. "I-I-! Y-You—" He paused before letting out a small groan

"Nevermind. Forget about it, yeah?"

Leviathan

Snekboi missed roughly a week of school and wasn't attending his online classes

He was grinding this new game he got so he could keep his spot as one of the top players!

He just couldn't afford to take his attention off of his D.D.D. for a second, the price would be too high!

Of course, Levi ended up being scolded by Lucifer

"Your priority must be your studies, Levi, do you intend on dragging Diavolo's name through the mud?"

How Diavolo was relevant was beyond him

But, Levi still had to sit through a lecture

He also got his D.D.D. taken away from him for a week

Not only did he lose top-spot, but he lost a majority of his self-esteem as well

So, he was obviously worried when you started skipping as well

"Uhh, MC, I'm not sure you should stay home today. Lucifer's not too kind to those who slack off."

But, his warnings fell upon deaf ears

You decided to take a few days off, deciding that you just really didn't feel like going to RAD

You woke up with a migraine one day, couldn't get sufficient sleep the other, and you just took another day to catch up on sleep and what work you had

Leviathan actually tried to stop Lucifer when he saw him outside of your room

"Lucifer, maybe they were feeling really bad or something, I don't think punishing them is a good idea, please show mercy! They're just a human!"

"Quit your whining, Levi. Or do you want to be given the Mammon treatment?"

This made Levi yelp and cower behind him, watching as Lucifer knocked on your door

You answered it, and Leviathan bit his nails nervously

"Hey, Luci," You said, greeting him with a small kiss to the cheek

"My Love," He started softly. "Are you feeling alright? You haven't been attending your classes. Is something wrong?" He asked, a hand reaching up to caress your cheek.

Error 404 not found

Leviathan.exe has stopped working

You smile sweetly. "I'm okay, Lucifer, I just really wasn't feeling up for RAD these past couple of days. It's nothing to worry about, promise!" You say, quite enthusiastically.

...

NANI THE FUCK?!

Levi SWORE you were about to get bodied

But, no

Lucifer just smiled, chuckled softly, and left with an "Alright, take care of yourself, Love."

Bullshit

You're fucking hacking

Satan

Satan wanted to bring a cat into the HoL

Lucifer reminded him of how he brought more cats than were allowed and "turned the House of Lamentation into the House of Cats"

Very fucking salty about it, but ultimately got over it (for the most part)

He saw you bring a little feline home and immediately rushed to your side to help you take care of it

It was a stray with a few wounds from other cats

He helped you bandage it and feed it, all the goods

"MC, I must warn you that Lucifer isn't exactly fond of pets... Let alone cats," Satan said, stern gaze meeting yours

You tilted your head in confusion. "Why is that?"

Satan was a bit hesitant to tell you, so he gave you the shortened and sweet version

"We had a bit of a cat problem a while back, he just really doesn't like cats. Dog people, am I right?" He scoffed

"Satan, what did I say about bringing in cats?"

Satan lowkey jumped a bit and turned his head

The fuck did he come from, bro is teleporting or some shit

You immediately hold the kitty close to your arms, looking up at Lucifer with doe eyes

"Luci, I'm sorry! I was the one who took in the cat, but he was hurt! Please, can we just keep it for a little while, at the very least?" You begged, the black cat in your arms meowing at Lucifer

Satan sighed. He was about to tell you that it was no use, that Lucifer couldn't be bought or reasoned with on this topic. That may have been his fault and he was sorry, but there was absolutely no way Lucifer would budge on this-

"Fine."

...

...

Um

What

Satan sat there dumbfoundedly before the two of you as you continued to converse, trying to process the events that had just taken place

Lucifer said yes

To you

For a cat?

Huh...

He was upset for a mere moment, but then a light bulb went off in his mind

Perhaps he could use this to an advantage

Satan's definitely going to try and get you to be a wild card whenever him and Belphie are pulling pranks on Lucifer

Just so the eldest will be a little more lenient

Now he knew Lucifer's weakspot

He found himself laughing maniacally in his mind as he realized just how much him and Belphegor could do with you as a cushion whenever they'd get in trouble

Asmodeus

"But, Lucifer, all of products in my favorite cosmetic brand are going on sale today! I have to get every single one of them or else I'll be..." Asmodeus gasped

"Trashy!!" He cried out, practically leeching off of Lucifer's arm as he continued to beg

"Asmodeus, no! You and Mammon are both on lockdown for the rest of the month! Now, get off of me!"

Lucifer managed to pry his younger brother off of him and slammed ether door shut to his office, leaving a near-on sobbing Asmodeus in the library

That's when he heard you

"Lucifer, must you always be so rough on your siblings?" He heard you ask, making him gasp and sigh dreamily. "Oh, darling, you always come to my rescue when I need it!" He said, his voice not loud enough to penetrate the door

"MC, I suggest staying out of my family matters. They have nothing to do with you."

Asmodeus could tell from the other side of the door that an argument was likely about to ensue

However, when the two of you started raising your voices, he could also sense some... Arousal?

"Oh!"

"Oh."

It wasn't long before he could hear your moans and whimpers from the other side of the door, lewd slapping noises making him step back a bit

Asmodeus couldn't help but giggle a little

He honestly didn't mind this as much as his brothers did, he found it really entertaining that the two of you endulged in his sin after such a heated argument

Asmodeus approves 👍💖

Beelzebub

Poor baby gets scolded so often for raiding the fridge, especially late at night

He's usually told to go to bed, and that these late-night trips to the fridge aren't good for him, all that

He couldn't help it, it was his sin! That was no fair!

Lucifer ended up putting him on lockdown after 11pm, meaning no trips outside of his room whatsoever

Beelzebub would usually try to get some snacks into his room before that time, but he usually ran out rather quickly and was left with a rumbling stomach

That's when you came in, holding two arm-fulls of snacks

Quietly, you pushed the door closed with your foot

You knew Belphegor was a heavy sleeper, but you still wanted to be quiet anyway, so as not to wake the Avatar of Sloth

You saw the gluttonous ginger perk up when he saw you

"MC?"

You smiled, dropping down the snacks before him

"Lucifer didn't say I couldn't raid the kitchen. I figured you'd be hungry, so I got you some snacks."

Bro bear-hugs you

He lowkey almost breaks your spine with how tight he holds you

"Thank you, MC! Can I call you sister, please? Get married to him quick so I can call you sister!"

You blushed at this comment, chuckling softly

"I'm working on it, I guess," You choked playfully, patting his back

"Beel, I need to breathe."

Not really all too jealous

A bit sad, but he gets over it when you bring him food

Lucifer never says anything about it tho when he finds out you're the one who's causing such a snack shortage

Belphegor

He was constantly scolded for pulling all kinds of pranks on Lucifer

There was that time he threw his D.D.D. in the trash, lit his coat on fire

All harmless things

So, when he catches you attaching a can of whipped cream to... Something in the fridge, he immediately raises a brow at you

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Ahhh, just setting up a little surprise," You chuckled out

At first, he thinks it's for Beelzebub, but Asmodeus had taken him shopping with him earlier with the promise of free food afterward

"For..." Belphie trailed off, hearing footsteps nearing the kitchen

Immediately you close the fridge and take your seat in front of a plate of food you'd made yourself earlier. "Sit down," You whispered to the Avatar of Sloth

As he shuffled to a seat next to you, he realized what you were up to and put a hand over his mouth

Lucifer walked into the kitchen, greeting you and the youngest with a smile and a "Good morning."

You picked up a piece of the pancakes in front of you with a fork, putting it in your mouth and humming to yourself. "Luci? Could you pass me the butter?" You asked softly

Lucifer nodded, turning and opening the fridge

Immediately, whipped cream sprayed all over his face, some falling onto his chest

Belphegor bursted into a fit of laughter, immediately giving you a high-five and wiping a tear from his eye as he clutched his stomach

"Oh, that was good!" He choked out in between laughs

Lucifer turned to look at the youngest, wiping off a large portion of the whipped cream on his face

"Belphegor, did you do this?"

You snickered beside him, looking up at Lucifer

"I thought you'd like a snack, Luci~" You hummed out, giggling softly

Belphegor mentally prepared himself for a 45 minute lecture

There was a pause, making him shift a bit in his seat as his laughter died down

Suddenly, Lucifer began to laugh

It started out small

Then, his laughter boomed in the room, bouncing off of the walls

"Huh,"

This confused the fuck out of Belphie

Like, ummmm what

"You've gotten me, MC, well done. I needed that laugh." He said, walking over to you and wiping some whipped cream off of him, putting it on your nose

He dismissed himself, saying he was going to wash this off of him

Belphegor was silent for a moment

"Hm?"

"You get laughter and boops after pranks and I get lectures and scoldings... Favoritism at it's finest. The Anti-Lucifer League could make use of this."

He'd explain more, but he was getting too sleepy

Shit was fun asf to write, thanks for requesting

I hope you enjoyed this, anon!

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 12

chapter 22:

1. 😟😟 all james wants is for sirius to be there for james the way james ALWAYS was for sirius

2. 😟 james wished hodge happy birthday even though hodge died yesterday. i- i am not okay

3. “Regulus never fails to look up. Evan would be proud of him for that, he thinks.” 😧 that was vile to put in there

4. james has resorted to BEGGING for medicine from sirius and can’t understand why sirius won’t send any. this hurts so bad

5. nope. i’m done. i can’t read any more. james started looking forward to death cause he would be out of this arena and out of pain. jfc i’m done

6. anyways. i’m back cause i couldn’t stop reading.

7. REGULUS AND JAMES ARE REUNITED!!! THANK GOD!!! 😊

8. 😧 wait nevermind. james just mistook regulus for sirius. “James has never, not once in his life under any circumstances, mistaken Regulus for Sirius”

9. james is delulu from medicine and reg just found out that the plan has always been to get reg home. this hits like a motherfucking truck

10. james is high as a fucking kite, can’t figure out why “sirius” is being mean to him, cause he’s never been mean to him. and is also wondering why “sirius” is oddly attractive for being mean

11. it takes james half a chapter, and reg cutting his shirt for james to realize it’s not sirius. cause sirius has different scars. i love james sm 😭😭

12. “What was Sirius thinking? Drugging James? In the middle of the fucking hunger games? That might be the most idiotic thing Regulus has ever known his brother to do, and this is Sirius he's talking about, so that's saying a lot. Sirius once flipped a cigarette in the air and tried to catch it with his mouth while it was lit, and kept doing it until he could actually consistently manage it, no matter how much it burned him. Though, in fairness, he can still do that trick to this day.”

LMAO WHAT??? that’s so random and i love it

13. 😧 legit sobbing. reg says that james lost the spark in his eyes. and he’s the one person he expected to never lose his spark

14. reg reveals that they both can go home. james’ spark is back. i’m sobbing harder now. they’re so in love

15. i eat, breathe, and dream those author end notes. bizzarestars writes their end notes the way my brain processes the fic. <33

chapter 23:

1. starting the chapter off with pain, i see. losing vanity changed james. like. horribly changed him.

2. “What Regulus hates more than James is his suffering.” jfc he’s so emotionally constipated

3. james is sad and all reg can think is hmmmm i want him to start flirting with me again, because it meant he was happy bitch wtf

4. awww they’re cuddling and just got a package! my babies are gonna make it out!

5. reg realizes he has to put on a show, so he offers to feed james. and wants to gouge his eyeballs out for offering that. 😭😭😭😭

6. i’m dying from embarrassment but this is also so fucking funny. reg is like. let’s talk about our feelings. for each other. and james is just like *head tilt* ???

7. “"You weren't my first crush, James," Regulus whispers. "You were my first love."”

james didn’t just make reg feel good, he made reg feel and i am NOT okay.

8. “This whole time, Regulus has been steady on the fact that he wouldn't kiss James to save his own life, but he's apparently willing to do it to save James'.”

JFC why is he so emotionally constipated???

9. THEY KISS????? james is gonna be heartbroken when he realizes it was all an act

10. oh thank god james realized. at least it broke his heart now and not in two weeks

11. *squints* now reg has never wanted anything more than this kiss. girl. please. realize.

12. god, i’ve never read a kiss more beautifully and emotionally desperate written.

13. 😏 reg called him baby again!

14. oh god, maybe i’m just as bad as everyone in the hallow. maybe i’m just as bad as them. cause i enjoy their romance. i enjoy it so much. maybe i’m just as bad as the hallow for that. i- i think this every time i read the hunger games.

15. “James wants to sink his teeth into Regulus and leave the deep imprints of his teeth from one jutting hip bone to the other.” sometimes i forget that jegulus is a little unhinged in ways like this. and every time i’m reminded, I LOVE IT

16. “"You treat me like I'm stupid for daring to see good in people, but if there's no good in anyone, then what's the fucking point?"”

this entire section. this. this is what james is all about

17. 😟 authors note just told me i’m no better than a hallow. for my excitement over jegulus. and- yeah. i guess so. i’m so sorry y’all

[bonefall]

GOD THE ERIN'S THING WITH BIO PARENTS I'm rereading the series and I just got to Hollyleaf's death in The Last Hope and it makes me so mad how Leafpool is the only one who comforts her. Jayfeather only gets to shake and Squirrelflight is just fucking vibing in the background in a battle patrol. Fallen Leaves is more upset than her. SO mad so mad so mad

MAN LIKE... Please understand that I'm saying this with Leafpool love in my Leafpool heart. But it frustrates me immensely that the books went in the direction they did with the parentage of the three. There's SO much wrong here

The plot seems to believe, just post-reveal, that Squilf has to pretend like she doesn't love them so that Ashfur won't kill them (the fuck??)

As if Firestar would just ALLOW an attempted fucking murderer to hang out in his Clan???

Like, go back and read it, she says, "Go ahead Ashfur, kill them, you won't hurt me if you do. They are not my kits." LIKE??

Ashfur: "Wow I totally believe you! I just tried to murder 3 people including a medcat in cold fucking blood and all of you are witnesses now, but rats! I've been foiled! Fire scene cancelled!"

I remember reading this as a kid and being like "This scene sucks. Ashfur would never. Squilf loves her children. 1000000000 lionblazes kill this man now" and little Bones was SO correct

Brambleclaw ABANDONING HIS CHILDREN is just never properly addressed. He was willing to cover up murder earlier in the book for Holly but the minute he finds out they didn't come out of Squilf he's like "nevermind"

He throws a tantrum for all of OotS and then, only at the end, when Squilf calls out that he's throwing his whole family away because he's mad at her, does he reconsider any of his actions.

I think he's entitled to being upset and having his negative emotions, but NOT in how he ended up treating all these people who have been nothing but adoring and apologetic towards him. But nope, no deeper reckoning with that, Squilf does a Cosgrove ass "Hey! Cut it out!" and that's it.

And Leafpool gets put through this too. Leafpool is now completely and fully considered their mom, comforting them as their parent post-reveal. She didn't raise them and yet it's just considered normal that she's the one with a bunch of emotionally soothing scenes with her biokits

Like... I love the idea of her finally being able to acknowledge something she's hidden for so long. But, these cats never saw her as a mother. She was their aunt and their whole life has been rearranged, the emotions they're facing towards this reveal are nothing but negative. Their "father" has also disowned them, treating their mother like shit, and Squilf is keeping her distance believing this is all her own fault.

The feelings here should be SUPER complicated, and that's really JUICY!! We were ROBBED of something waaaay more emotional because of this bizarre commitment to treating bioparents as always better than adopted ones.

OotS kills meee mannn

OH and don't even get me started on how they needed to make Squilf pregnant with Bramblestar's kits in the end because they don't believe adopted kids are equal to bio ones, but also couldn't commit to making their precious Bramble into a bad person who remained adamant about cutting off all his old "family." Alder and Spark should have been Jessy kits and I'll die on this hill

(and also jessy should have cat divorced him after. and also commit to bramble being a toxic parent.)

[cookiesupplier]

Hell Ain't So Bad - Part Twelve (nsfw)

pairing: Noah Sebastian x ofc (Ellie), 

warnings/tropes: slow burn, smut, angst, fluff, mentions of death, mentions of torture, thoughts of religious ideology, minor violence and swearing.

summary: Ellie was lost in the world, homeless with no idea what to do and nowhere to go.. Who would have thought that one day, she’d end up working in hell itself.. And what does this even mean?

author’s note: Unbetaed, readers beware.. smut is included in this chapter.

tags: @spicywhenspeaking @bngurngheart @cncohshit @valiantroeagleangel @blackveilomens @dominuslunae @tearfallpixie @nyxthedestroyerofworlds @wild-child-7747 

Tags are open feel free to ask.

Folio had actually pouted like an overgrown puppy when he found out that Ellie had made Jolly dinner the night before and hadn’t invited him over! Nevermind that she knew he’d gone out to a bar for drinks.

“Well if I’d known coming over for dinner was an option I’d have changed my plans, text next time! Oh, I’ll be there.”

She counted the fact that he had hoovered down the container that she’d brought him for lunch and loved it, and asked what he could do to finagle dinner tonight? He’d bring dessert and booze, how about that? Ellie had smiled at the thought, and said she would love to, but couldn’t tonight as she was already handing out with.. With Noah..

Folio had almost fallen out of his chair hearing that and agreed that they could take a rain check, provided that they hear everything that happened on their ddaattteeeee, Ellie had rolled her eyes and told him to dream on, it wasn’t a date, they were just hanging out. They hadn’t called it a date…

They hadn’t. They really hadn’t.

Besides, she wasn’t sure she should really be dating a demon lord when she had no idea how long she was going to be here properly, she had to go back to the normal world at some point. Then there was the fact that after Noah had agreed to hanging out with her, she’d spiralled back and forth about the fact that Jolly had implied that Noah was actually centuries old. What did she do with that?

All the same, she’d finished work, avoided beating up any souls, especially considering she didn’t have her bat yet, and wouldn’t at least for a few more days apparently.. She looked forward to it arriving with some of the assholes that came through with them. Really, why they thought they could get out of dealing with the aftermath of their actions by flirting with her, or worse, abusing her.. As if being assholes now made up for being assholes while they were alive? Sure okay, lets go with that.

Going back to her apartment, she had no clue what Noah had planned to do tonight.. Pulling out her phone..

Ellie: What should I wear? Ellie: Any hints what are going to be doing?

Sitting on her bed, she waited, watching the screen, watching the dots appear, finally showing that Noah was replying to her message, okay, okay..

Noah: No hints. Noah: Dress comfortable.

Frowning at the screen, that’s it? That’s all that’s all he was going to give her? Rolling her eyes, she needed more here. She was trying, okay, maybe what she really wanted to know was a question she wasn’t willing to ask. What she really wanted to know was if this was a date, if Noah wanted this to be a real date and all, did he want that, or was he just playing silly buggers and teasing her?

If he wasn’t going to give her even a hint, a tiny one?

Ellie: Really, not even ONE hint?! Warm? Cold? Anything. Noah: It’s the afterlife, weather is always as predicted. Perfect. Noah: Dress however you like. Noah: Six. BabyGirl. Be Ready.

Swallowing, nope, she quickly clicked the screen dark seeing that right there, not even wanting to think about the fact that even in text form, she could hear his voice calling her that far too clearly. She almost wished she still was hungover and didn’t remember the first time he’d said it at the door, the rough tenor of his voice, and the way it had made her thighs press together, and her how wet it had made her.. Fuck. She needed a shower now.

By six o’clock, she was ready, casual he said, jeans, shirt, jacket, nothing special, but she tried to make sure she looked at least a little bit nice. For one, a tiny bit of makeup, her hair done a touch, washed with a bit of bounce to it. Making sure it was sitting nicely in the mirror as she heard the knock at the door, Ellie quickly went to answer it, finding Noah on the other side with a bright smile at the sight of him there, she couldn’t help it.

“Six O'clock, on the dot, good to know you’re punctual.”

Smirking a little, but after a moment, the expression relaxed into a smile, and she noted that he seemed different like this. More at ease, then when he’d come into the bar two nights ago. He wasn’t dressed all in black this time, just a simple t-shirt and cargo pants, as casual as she was, reaching up, he brushed his fingers through his hair. They looked so luscious, they looked like they’d be softer than hers and for a second she was envious, wishing she could run her fingers through it right then and there.. But she resisted.

“Ready to go?”

Nodding quickly,

“Yes, let me just get my jacket.”

Even if the weather was supposed to be perfect, she’d rather be safe than sorry, at least a light jacket. It was just a hoodie jacket, and she could always take it off if she got too warm. Heading back to her apartment, she grabbed her jacket, pulled it on, and then they headed out.

After they grabbed some burritos for dinner, tonight it would seem, was casual as promised, it was about getting to know each other, Noah took her to the entrance to… a portal?

“Where are we?”

Noah smiled as he stopped his car, however he didn’t get out yet.

“We’re at a training dimension for demons, well, demons that work in my field anyway. Some demons are more inclined to work in other fields and they’ll learn different things obviously, a demon that works in a bar, wont need to learn how to fight, and torture.”

Glancing to her, he paused,

“Does it frighten you, BabyGirl, that I torture people?”

Ellie looked over to him, blinking slightly as she studied his face carefully, she wished she could see it, his demonic self underneath, see what he thought she couldn’t handle within him.

“No, it doesn’t. If anything it makes me feel better knowing you’re keeping people that are potentially horrible people at bay. I’m hoping they only send the worst of the worst to you, considering you are a demon lord now and all.”

He grinned at that, the expression rather feral, and it had her mouth going dry at the sight.

“I do enjoy getting to handle the special cases personally. Though there are some lower ranking souls that I take special interest in. Ones that have hurt people I care about. For instance, Jolly and Folio have both been harmed in their lives, and I will take care of those souls personally the day they come through the gates. They are on my list. When they cross the threshold, I will be alerted.”

Oh, oh, that was a delightful thought.

“So, why are we here?”

“Ah, well, I heard from Nicholas that you’re acquiring yourself a bat, and I decided if you are going to use a weapon BabyGirl, you better know how to use it, properly. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if you hurt yourself.”

Ellie just chuckled at the thought,

“A baseball bat is not that hard to use, Noah, you just swing and make sure you hit the other person.”

He tsked slightly,

“As someone whose very job involves weaponry and torture, let me assure you, anything, including non-weapon items, can be dangerous, so you using an item that is a weapon, and thinking it is easy? Not going to happen, BabyGirl. Come on, you either take a lesson with me, or I'll have Nicholas confiscate the bat.”

Climbing out of the car with that, Ellie gasped in shock as she quickly undid her seatbelt to follow him in scrambling to get out of the car. Protesting the claim as if he had any say in whether she got to use the bat just because he got to lord over a bunch of demons, that was unfair!

“It was Nicholas' idea to get me the bat!”

Come on, how unfair was it that he could just say something little to the other demon and have things all switched around and pull the rug out from under her? It was just a baseball bat, and she’d already order it!

“Just one lesson Ellie, that's all I’m suggesting.. One weapons lesson. Aim, strength, I’ll talk you through it, you’ll be fine.. And it’s human qualifying, I swear.”

Walking up towards the portal, she followed even if she wasn’t happy he thought he could push her into this, but mostly, she was curious about it. Honestly, she just wanted to say no on principle, not on the fact that she didn’t want to do it. She didn’t like that he thought he could hold her plans for her bat over her head to make her do it.

Getting to the portal she looked at him and stopped.

“No.”

“No?”

“No. Ask nicely. I don’t want to do this if it's a threat. You want to do this because you think it’ll be fun, or you think it’ll be good for me, fine, I’m interested, I’ll admit that, but I refuse to do it because you’re threatening my bat. You want to hold my life over my head, I will walk away, steal my bat from Nicholas later, and shove right up your a-”

“Okay!”

He was smirking as he stopped her rant, Noah really did like that fire in her. Still, despite it, he’d thought he might need to push her to even consider the weapons training, most humans didn’t really think using weapons on other people to be something that they should know how to do, which was why he had pushed with the bat threat in the first place. Not that it was about using them on other people, it was about using them at all, consider this the weapon version of self defense.

Stepping closer to her at the edge of the dimension portal, his hand reaching for her and wrapping his hands around her waist with a squeeze.

“Ellie, BabyGirl, will you let me teach you how to use some basic weapons?”

Her whole body felt warm under his touch when he touched her, but she couldn’t think about that, not right then.

“Okay, lead the way.”

Walking through the portal was extraordinary, it felt like an out of body experience, and for a second she felt like she was going to throw up, and it took her almost five minutes for her head to stop spinning. Noah’s hand rubbing up and down her back gently to sooth her as she came back to herself, it was official, she hated portals, even as he promised that she would get used to them the more she used them. The first few times she used them, she’d adjust, hearing that just made her glare at him, and he’d chuckled in response.

The weapons training area was mostly empty considering the time, most of the demons trained during the day, those that were there were training on their own, like them. Those that were there were throwing fugitive glances their way, no, correction, glances Noah’s way. It was obvious that it was often that the Demon Lord himself personally came and trained someone down here, especially not a poor little living human. So she would take what she could get.

Noah showed her a few different types of weapons, helped her test them out safely so she would accidentally hurt herself, and practised a few different moves with each one as she went. Sword, mace, a pike, he even tried her with some axe throwing towards a target along the way.

He stood behind her at that point, close behind her, his chest pressed right against her back, his hands adjusting her hips,

“You need to adjust your stance and make sure you follow through, BabyGirl, careful of the grip on the handle.”

Guiding her through the axe throw, his hand moving up the side of her body, up along her shoulder, down her arm to show her how to hold the axe, move her arm, and then release. He guided her through the motion, and as he did, Noah could practically feel the tension coming off of her in waves as she pressed back against him as the axe flew through the air and hit the target..

“Good Job, BabyGirl.”

She didn’t care about the fucking axe anymore, not when his words washed over her, her thighs clenching together, and she leaned back against him with a low moan,

“Noah.”

A low rough chuckle came from behind her then,

“Oh you like that, don’t you?”

She gasped deeply, knowing that there were other people around, not many, but some, others could see them, but then one second they were there, and the next Noah had teleported them back to her apartment and he had them sitting on her couch..

A moan escaped her when his fingers were expertly unfastening the front of her jeans to slip inside of her panties, the moment they came in contact with the warmth of her skin he groaned at what he found.

“Fuck, look at you, already so wet.”

Noah's fingers stroked over her slit collecting the slick of her arousal, teasing her, Ellie arched her hips up into his touch with a whine as he smirked and gave in. Two of his long slender fingers slid into her, pressing into her pussy, so warm, so wet. She offered no resistance to him, now, he growled low, watching her every expression, wanting to see the pleasure crossing her features every moment with how she clenched around his fingers immediately as he curled his fingers into her, searching for that perfect little spot, then when she lit up with a gasp, he pressed and drew out the delicious loud moan from her.

“There we go, BabyGirl.”

She sounded so perfect like this, just as he had imagined.

Noah had been able to smell the lust coming off of her in waves the longer they trained, the closer he got to her, the more he touched her, helped her, corrected her stance.. He hadn’t reacted, it was important, and the fact she’d showed him complete and utter respect despite her desire made him so fucking proud… but now, now he was going to give her what she wanted. The pleasure she had been begging for from the moment she’d seen him pick up that first sword when they’d walked into the training circle. Ellie as grasping his shoulders as her hips rocked against his hand, his thumb immediately finding her aching clit rubbing in circles and she cried out as he started to fuck into her with those sinfully long fingers of his,

“Noah, Noah, please.”

Oh to hear her beg like that was music to his ears, and while he would love to give her so much more, he was far to enrapt right now watching his fingers disappear into her body. She looked so perfect like this. Her pants pulled down around her thighs, spread for him, his fingers pressed into her tight heat as she arched her hips, so desperate for more, so desperate for him. She looked like a work of art.

“Oh, being so good for me BabyGirl, are you going to cum for me now, show me how much of a good girl you can be?”

She whimpered as she bit her lip, her eyes dark as she looked to him, practically riding his hand right there, no, this wasn’t going to take her long at all she was already so worked up. Her hands gripping him, grounding herself as she moaned, leaning forwards, her lips finding his, kissing him and swallowing down a cry as with her cumming apart on his fingers. Noah pumped his fingers inside of her and let her ride out her orgasm wanting to feel every last little bit of her pleasure, licking into her mouth, tasting her tongue..

And then when her body stilled, and she gasped for breath to calm herself slowly, she gazed up to him as his fingers slid out of her. She watched him as lifted his fingers to his lips and tasted her again with a moan..

“Fuck, BabyGirl, so perfect.”

Dividers: @saradika-graphics (stained glass) & @cafekitsune (MDNI)

[narcosmx]

Hey, I'm so happy you're back I missed reading your works.I was wondering if you'll still do the requests that you mentioned there because they were all great ideas : https://www.tumblr.com/narcosmx/669340063334842368/request-list-here-is-a-list-of-the-request-that

being enedina's best friend and falling for benjamin arellano-felix would include:

a/n: okay so this made mee think about the enedina's bff falling for benjamin thing and i got going, so yes i'll be going back to some of these hehe

okayokay hear me out rich boss babes together

WHICH LEAD ME TO THINK LIKE WHAT IF ENEDINA'S BFF WAS AMADO'S YOUNGER SISTER

so like amado is the kind of older brother where like... you call me and ofc i'll come solve your problems for you but can you like....maybe handle what you can on your own

kinda just gives her a wad of cash, la bendicion and be like go live your life kid at least one of us should enjoy the money i'm making lol

"vaya con dios mijita" also get the vibes that he def taught you how to fly too

so i imagine you being a little bit more rough and tumble than enedina

but like you bring out the boss bitch in her, reminds her she is capable of breaking away from this idea of "being a woman" was

being bffs with dina gives me like, you practically live at her place vibes you know

like you have a toothbrush, and clothes and your favorite soaps in the goddamn shower

you go home only to like swap out the roation of outfits you have or getting a new pair of shoes or something

otherwise you were essentially living at the arellano-felix house, shit even their mom jokes about her liking you more than your own kids

and the girls fucking love having you around, and lowkey probably ramon too because you're never one to shoot down his crazy ass ideas

pancha is like "don't you like, ever get tired of being here" and you're like "don't you ever get tired of being the ugliest member of this family?"

and benjamin oh benjamin at first he tries to pay you no mind, but you're not one he can easily ignore

so he resigns himself to nodding at you and huffing with laughter when he sees how comfortably you lounge around his fucking house because no matter what you do like he cannot get mad at you

you do something and he smiles and someone else does that same exact thing he'd rip them several new assholes.

okay listen i don't know why i get the vibes that like you're an expert at breaking into anything that isn't welded shut

you know, like you grew up around criminals you were bound to pick something up

not that you had to break into dina's place, you had a key but sometimes it's just fun to freak the other's out

i just imagine, like benjamin coming home a day after having like fortified security and he just looks into the backyard and you're chilling poolside

he walks out and it like "w-we changed the locks yesterday after a security issue... how the fuck did you? dina is out making your key right now??"

you nearly giggling as you take a sip of your drink "you make me laugh, benji"

YOU CALLING HIM BENJI I CANNOT \

him opening his mouth to say something and him being like yeah nope nevermind and turning on his heel and walking inside

hehe having to turn on his heels so fast because he can't help but smile at you and your antics

dina walking out and being like "hey bebe, i left your key in your bag" but side eyeing her brother because she knows she knows something is up

because no one makes her wet blanket of a brother smile like that

you and dina going to fancy dinners together can you imagine, going to the hottest spots in all of baja

you two getting all dolled up in her room together, they can hear you laughing from down the street lol

unabashedly singing at the top of your lungs lol

but i also have this one moment of scene stuck in my head

you and dina are in a rush getting ready to go somewhere and like dina is showering and you're like

well i'm def not showering in any of the other boys fucking rooms because NOPE

and i dunno but benjamin gives you vibes that his bathroom would be clean and so you...go for it

you couldnt have shame if they paid you so you're just out here causally breaking into fucking tijuana's biggest drug dealer's room

going in to take a shower, showering you know and then as you come out with like a robe wrapped around yourself and drying yout hair, benjamin is entering the room

and there's just this moment where benjamin is looking at you like with like a what the fuck but like amused face

and you're like "look, where else did you want me to go? i'm def not fucking showering in ramon's shower"

and benjamin is like "hm i don't know maybe???? the freaking guest bathroom"

and you laughing him off the face of the planet

and okay imagine he has like documents laying around his room because he wakes up in the middle of the night and worries about bus iness stuff because that's him

anyways you saw it and you idk just have this knack for business or math and you just walk up past him brushing against him and kiss his cheek and are like "thanks for sharing the bathroom with me, and if you raise the tax 1.5 percent over 6 months you'll cover that cost" you note motioning your head towards the document and walking away AHHH

[dreadfutures]

1) "it's so scummy they rolled this out without telling anyone." They made an announcement, and have not yet gone through with a deal with any generative AI form. This is pre-deal. They're giving users a tool to opt out of that deal before it's made, UNLIKE Tumblr live. What else do you want? (No deal at all -- me too.)

2) You're opting out. Theoretically that should cover all your content on your blog and content you own/post, right? I don't think this requires deleting your art or your blogs. I mean if you don't want to be on a website that is partnered with AI at all, that is definitely a valid choice to make (like with DeviantArt and ArtStation), but I don't think panic about your stuff being scraped (more than it already has been) you must delete everything ahhhhh is the most reasonable reaction rn (which is all over my dash). You are opting out, and THEORETICALLY that means something. Again, for sure it's a rational decision if you principle-wise don't wanna be on a site that's going to work with AI companies, and for sure if you don't trust Tumblr. But that's principle, not panic over something theoretically they're giving us control of (yes I am also doubtful).

3) yeah this mcfuckin sucks. between not being able to host fanart and images ANYWHERE these days, to every hub or creativity and community allowing AI to feed on our souls, everything mcfucking sucks. I know and agree.

Edit:

Nope! they're covering their ass because they already fucked us, nevermind!

[apomaro-mellow]

Wingman Nancy 6

Eddie whistled. “Lookin’ good, Harrington.” 

“It is a special occasion”, Steve said, letting Eddie into his house.

Eddie closed the door behind him and grabbed Steve’s hand, making him lift his arm. “Come on, give us a twirl.”

Steve blushed. “Eddie...”

“Give daddy a twirl~” Eddie turned him around and made Steve show off the red and white striped shirt and tight, bright jeans. “Look at you. You know exactly how good your arms look in that shirt.”

“I think they look even better here”, Steve said, wrapping them around Eddie’s waist.

“They look good wherever you wanna put ‘em, baby. Bet you could bench press me an’ shit.”

“You’re not gonna distract me. Rob and Nance will be here any minute.” And just yesterday Eddie had gotten him with the classic ‘I bet you’re not strong enough to carry me’ and what should’ve been an afternoon cleaning the garage was spent making out on the couch. Not that Steve would ever complain when the end result was him kissing Eddie.

“Any minute doesn’t mean right now”, Eddie said, leaning in.

While they were in the house, they were very visible to Robin and Nancy, who were about to knock on the door.

“I’m not going in there while they’re like that”, Robin said.

“Do you find it surprising at all, how fast they’ve moved?”, Nancy asked.

“Nope.”

“Huh...I mean we could probably-nevermind”, Nancy shook her head quickly.

“We could-we could do something like that, right?” Robin laughed nervously, then coughed to cover it up. “Be, uh, you know, horny t-teens?”

Nancy couldn’t help but think about the last time she let go in this house. What happened and the fallout and the consequences and-

“No pressure though! I know you’re probably all new to this ‘liking girls’ thing and to be honest it’s not like I have a plethora of experience I mean I know what I’d like to do? In theory? But I get it if you’re not read-”

“I know what I want to do with you”, Nancy confessed. Everything else about this was so out of her wheelhouse, what was one more thing? And it wasn’t like Robin herself would ever make her feel bad about it. She had spent more than one night, letting her imaginations and her hands run wild.

Robin swallowed. Nancy stared as she bit her lip.

“Come on.” Nancy grabbed her hand and barged into the house. Steve and Eddie broke apart, doing very poorly to pretend they weren’t just making out.

“We’re taking the guest room”, Nancy said, pulling Robin up the stairs.

“What about bowling?”, Steve asked.

“Bigger fish Steve!”, Robin called out as she was lead away.

With a smirk, Eddie went to the living room and put a record on, for once not caring what sound came out. He was content when it turned out to be jazz. Then he turned back to Steve.

“For their privacy, and ours.” He then dove onto the couch and made grabby hands for Steve. “C’mere.”

Steve rolled his eyes. He supposed bowling could be done on another night.

Upstairs, Nancy took Robin to the guest room and locked the door. They both sat on the bed, hands in their laps. Robin grabbed Nancy’s hand.

“You sure you want this? Want...me?”

They heard the music playing downstairs.

“I should be asking you that”, Nancy said, squeezing her hand.

Robin took a breath. “Only one way to find out, right?”

Nancy nodded and turned towards Robin more. Slowly, they leaned in towards each other, trying to give the other a chance to back out if they didn’t want this. Then their lips touched and it only took half a second for them to fully melt into it. Whatever worries they had melted away.

Nancy let Robin push her down onto the bed and when she tried to pull away and apologize or slow things down, Nancy grabbed her by the back of the head to bring her in for another kiss. Her heart jumped when Robin’s hand brushed against her chest. Nancy put her hand fully on her chest, letting out a small gasp when Robin squeezed.

Even through layers of clothes, it felt electric. Was it a bit immature to forego evening plans in favor of just sitting in a room kissing? Perhaps. Especially when just one floor below was another couple doing the exact same thing? Well to be quite honest, continuing to go to the bowling alley and pretending to be interested in playing when all you want to do was get your hands on your date and show them how much you wanted them....

Acting a certain way because of the rules put forth instead of the way you wanted to be

was bullshit.

END

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[doc-pickles]

sent to save me | sidney crosby (ch. 8)

series masterlist

summary: Sidney and Annie argue talk about the future

warnings: more angst

notes: I promise i’ll fix all of this next chapter! maybe… hehe

xoxo

nina

“Mr. Sid do you think dolphins have dreams?”

Sid smirks as he looks over at Vivie, her eyes not leaving the coloring book in front of her. It was a Saturday night and he’d offered to cook dinner for her and Annie at his place. 

“Mmm I think so, I think they dream of eating lots of shrimp,” Vivie laughs loudly at Sid’s answer and he wants to record the sound so he can hear it forever. 

“What are you two laughing about,” Annie glides into the room and presses a kiss to Vivie’s forehead before coming over to stand next to Sid, her arm brushing his. “What can I do for you?”

“Sit there and look pretty,” he turns to look down at Annie, their faces only a few inches apart. She blushes under his stare but complies and takes the seat next to Vivie at the island.  

When dinner is finished they all sit together at the island, Vivie in between Sid and Annie while they enjoy their meal. 

“Mr. Sid are you coming to my figure skating practice tomorrow,” Vivie smiles up at him and he swears he melts everytime she does. “We’re gonna work on spins!”

Ever since he’d attended her first practice Vivie had invited Sid to come every week and without fail he had shown up. 

“I would love to Viv but I have a meeting with my friends Kyle and Mario tomorrow,” Vivie and Annie both frown, the latter giving Sid a questioning look. “They wanted to talk over lunch. Usually it’s about a charity event or something.”

Annie nods but doesn’t look convinced. The two of them don’t say anything else through dinner, Vivie filling what would’ve been an awkward an awkward silence. 

After dinner Vivie goes back to her coloring while Sid and Annie wash dishes together. It’s silent for a few minutes before he speaks up, “What’s on your mind?”

There’s a brief silence before Annie sighs and turns to Sid, “Are you going back to the Penguins?”

“Anns, you know I busted my knee right?”

“No I mean…,” Annie shakes her head, dismissing the notion. “Nevermind, forget I said anything.”

She moves to leave but Sid locks her in, placing his hands against the counter on either side of her, “Nope. You’re not escaping this. If any of this, co-parenting or whatever might be in the future for us, is going to work, we need to be honest with each other.”

“I’m just scared that… That you’ll go back to hockey in some capacity and you’ll leave me and Vivie behind,” Annie doesn’t meet his eyes as she whispers the words. “But that’s not my place anymore.”

“Annie-“

“Sid… I don’t have a say in your life anymore,” Annie sighs as she looks up at him. “I know we have Vivie but things aren’t the same as they used to be and I know that.” 

Not wanting to argue anymore Sid simply pulls Annie into his chest and kisses her hair. He knows how stubborn she can be and he doesn’t want to start a fight with her. 

“I’ll let you know what they want as soon as I know,” Sid whispers as he pulls her closer. “Okay?”

“Okay,” Annie sighs out as she melts into his touch. 

+

Sid catches Annie just as she’s coming home from dropping Vivie off at school on Monday. She almost looks shocked to see him, but her face immediately drops as she lets him inside. 

“Annie I haven’t even said anything,” Sid huffs as he follows Annie into her kitchen. She begins busying herself with making tea, but he knows it’s just a distraction. “Can I just talk to you for a minute?”

“Go ahead and talk Sid,” Annie mumbles as she leans over the sink. “I’m all ears.”

“They offered me head coach.”

The kitchen is silent as Annie freezes with the tea kettle in her hand. Finally she turns around and crosses her arms over her chest. 

“They’re looking for something new, something that can take the Penguins back to the Cup,” Sid’s eyes are locked on his hands as he speaks. “Mario said he couldn’t think of anyone better to do it.”

“Well congratulations then,” Annie mutters through gritted teeth. “I’m sure you’ll have fun  jetting around the country and being on the ice again.”

“Stop trying to pick a fight with me,” Sidney snaps. “I’m trying to have an adult conversation with you. I told them I needed time to think about it, that things have changed for me lately.” 

Annie’s voice is harsh as she throws accusatory words over her shoulder, “And did you tell them about Vivie?”

The silence that proceeds tells her more than enough as she continues to putter around the kitchen, ignoring Sidney’s presence. He tries to get up and follow her but she quickly spins around and presses a hand into his chest. 

“You can save whatever excuses you have for me Sidney, I heard them all eight years ago,” Annie’s voice is seething with anger and hurt as she meets Sid’s gaze. “I thought you’d changed but you’re exactly the same as you were. Hockey first and everything else comes second.”

“That’s not fair Annie,” Sid groans as he pulls at his hair. “You haven’t heard anything I’ve said! I didn’t take the job and I didn’t tell them about Vivie because I wanted to ask you first.” 

“But you didn’t say no either Sid,” Annie’s tone takes on a watery tone as she looks away from him. “I’ve been second choice before and I won’t let Vivie feel that way too. So if you want to go chase your glory days on the ice then fine. Don’t let me stop you, I didn’t before.”

“Annie-“

“Spare me the sob story,” Annie grits out. “Get out of my house Sidney.” 

Knowing there’s nothing he can say that will change Annie’s mind Sid sighs in defeat and leaves, his heart aching as he does so. 

[jeannedarkterraguard]

Holojustice Debut Reactions

Another HoloEN generation another post from me...

Actually i have another Holo-related post in the works but i actually need to do some work for that one...

Anyway first up Elizabeth Rose Bloodflame

-well she's certainly British

-starting off with a song huh... neat

-i know it probably bothers literally nobody but me but her... shoulderpads?... pauldrons?... seem to interact weirdly with her boobs when she moves...

-no Liz you're not tall... no one in hololive is tall... we've been over this

-impressive impressions

-cheeky chicken... so she likes Kiara

-okay that takamori bit was funny

-she dislikes tea? I didn't think that was allowed in Britain

-did... did the stream just end in the middle of her song?

Gigi Murin

-okay that intro video was... confusing... but I liked the artstyle

-a... shock collar... what the fuck

-a jar is not better Gigi... I actually think it's worse

-cool character sheet

-she's really speedrunning this

-i did not expect this vote to be so close...

-she failed to put on shoes...

-see this is what I expected from hololive fans... they made her bark at the dog

-go into the forest there's no way that could go wrong!

-damn!

-i don't think Gigi could lift chat...

-i stand corrected

-holy crap there's a chat game?!

-that was predictable it took twitch forever to beat pokemon... and pokemon doesn't require any kind of timing

-that's... that's European friendly... somewhat it's still 11pm here because of summertime which... nope not gonna rant about that that would take all day

-also I just noticed we didn't get a schedule for Elizabeth

well that was fun... now bedtime and then the other two tomorrow

Cecilia Immergreen

-okay I think she broke

-nevermind she's fine

-her voice sounds somewhat familiar but I really can't put my finger on it... damn this is gonna keep me up all night...

-she speaks German... that's cool

-don't worry Cecilia I also hate coffee... though I also hate tea... or anything that's served warm really... drinks are meant to be refreshing not make me overheat even more

-that went better than Gigis game...

-I've never heard of any of these anime

-or these manga

-violin music... man this brings back memories from when my sister had a Lindsey Stirling phase and wanted to learn to play violin... I think my eardrums still haven't fully recovered from that

-Aaand she crashed the car...

-that was a really weird dream

-more EU friendly streams...

Raora Panthera

-wow... that's an accent...

This is where the sleep deprivation seemingly caught up with me because Raoras movement were actually blurry in my eyes so I did the responsible thing and NOT drink my 5th can of energy and instead went to bed... so everything from here on is me watching the VOD...

-wow her desktop is even messier than mine... barely...

-Italian... so we have a German, an Italian, a British and whatever Gigi is (since she only speaks English and doesn't have an obvious accent I'm gonna assume American)

-also I think this is the first generation in all of hololive where no member is fluent in Japanese right? (Calli and Kiara in myth, IRyS and Bae in Promise and Fuwamoco in Advent... yeah)

-she want's to become a mama in hololive... that would be interesting

-well I think that was her 7th live

-doesn't like reading and skips text in games... Undertale is one of her favorite games... something doesn't add up

-how is naming all the pokemon a talent there's only like... a thousand of them... okay maybe that is a talent...

-4 covers and an original song... they really went all out with this generation...

-7 am EST... we EU fans are really eating good right now

and that's it for this gen they're all really fun but I think Cecilia is gonna be my favorite... anyway see you in my next post...